In Other WorldsPosted: November 7, 2014
I’ve heard a word about this world of which you so softly speak,
Where everyone halts and finds no faults and nothing is so bleak.
Where I could tout and I could talk and say all that’s on my mind,
And it’d be true – through and through – no hidden roots for you to find.
Honest back and forth – from henceforth – to such a place I gladly would belong!
But as I write, could it be right? Perhaps I’ve lived there all along.